Lord Roar

Chapter 376 Waiting
Hearing Locke's second frontier yelling that the second young master is mighty, everyone guessed that it must be Claire who started "spreading rumors". The father and son poured dirty water on the Holy See one bucket after another, enjoying each other.

Lompard and Hathas looked at each other. It seemed that the reason why the Bloodhoof Tribe came here to find fault had spread.

And they also understand why these grassroots soldiers are so happy to hear and see.

The Kingdom of Locke is one of the few powerful countries. Except for the barren place in the outpost county, other towns are generally rich, and even many young people who enlist in the army are from relatively well-off families. Many school-age young people in other countries join the army just to make a living.

No matter what the purpose is, the greatest hope of these young soldiers is to meet a commander who loves soldiers like his son.

Chief Bloodhoof has undoubtedly achieved this, and this guy not only loves soldiers like a son, but also loves to the bone, loves to the death and life, and loves it outrageously.

Didn't you dare to lead the crowd to the holy mountain to seek justice without seeing this?

Lompard said with a strong smile: "Your Highness, the two major armies are deploying defenses on the front line of the Holy Light Fortress. Only my Wild Hunting Wind Army and the second frontier guard the Holy Light Fortress. In the Holy See, except for Your Excellency Hathas, only There are still a group of priests from the Holy Light Department and mages enshrined by the Holy See, you are too embarrassing for me."

Hatchas also said bitterly: "Chief Bloodhoof, before I notify the Holy Mountain, I believe the Pope will give you an answer."

Allen's face was a little loose. The two of them said it was true. If there was a conflict, it would definitely offend the Principality of Lothar. Moreover, there are indeed a bunch of bad old men left in the Holy Light Castle, and they are not enough for Conslet alone to cause harm. In case the Holy See said that the Bloodhoof Tribe took advantage of others, his reputation as a son of chaos would be bad, and he would be used as a fuss by the Holy See.

"Okay, I'll give you half an hour to let the Pope send someone to treat the blind dragon master, or I'll fucking kill all the dogs of the Holy See in the Holy Light Castle." Allen said with a grinning grin: "Including you , Hathas!"

Even though Hachas's face was not very good-looking, he knew that at least for the time being, he still had time to deal with it, so he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

He was really scared of this bloodhoof chief who didn't follow the rules.

Why did I come across such a mentally ill person, shouting and killing every day, going out to travel to fight a sword master, when I was in a good mood, I beat an orc, but now I am in a bad mood, and even dared to fight a holy mountain. Does this guy have nothing to do except cause trouble?

Who knew that just as he was about to pass on the order, an exasperated voice came from behind him: "Son of Chaos, you dare to be so presumptuous and threaten my Holy See? Let me go, Son of God."

Di Jia, who led all the priests of the Holy Light Department of the Holy See, came out, followed by Nicholas, the vice president of the Magic Association with a helpless face.

Di Jia just wanted to show his face. After all, the holy son Orpheus is in the hands of others. He can gain fame by standing up. Although it is a bit risky, the reward is great. Son, I will get more support in the Holy Mountain in the future. Anyway, there are people from the two major legions standing behind me, and I dare not be violent if I show the other party.

Allen looked at Dijia with lightning-like eyes, and asked lightly: "Let me ask you, do you know the magic coordinates of the Holy Mountain?"

Dijia snorted coldly, and said with a confident look: "Don't tell me I don't know, even if I know, so what, do you really dare to go to the holy mountain? The young man is just bluffing. He simply doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth."

"Don't you know?" Allen snapped his fingers.

In the next second, all the elements of the pedigree in the space began to fluctuate. Standing on the spot with a look of disdain for Tiga, his expression suddenly froze. Just as he was about to chant a spell to summon the shield, his lips squirmed and his body turned into a ball blood mist.

The handsome old man's sigh of the dead, the old butler Lacey's ghost blade, Rooney's wood spell entwined with withered vines, and the old Duff's water arrow.

All of them are single-target spells, all of them are instant cast. Even the old Du Fu, who advanced to the rank of mage after drinking dragon's blood, used mentor-level magic.

Especially the old Du Fu's water magic, because he has just advanced into a mage, and he has not been promoted through his own cultivation, so he can't control it at all. Originally, Di Jia could still drop a complete corpse, and let him have a lot of water arrows After being bombarded, it turned into a blood mist.

Old Du Fu's experience as an advanced mage can be said to be a legend.

A few days ago, the gluttonous horned python drank all the dragon's blood, and it turned out that there were signs of advancement.

This discovery made old Dufu think wrongly, thinking that if the horned python drinks dragon's blood, he can advance, so I should also be able to advance.

So the old rascal was so bad that it was bleeding, and after making the horned python bigger, it began to bleed. In the end, if Babylon the Great was not impatient, the old hooligan could directly draw blood to kill the horned python.

After bleeding, the old hooligan hid in the magic tower for the first time and began to study and do his homework without eating or drinking.

Use water magic to purify the snake blood, get rid of impurities, and remove the snake venom in the blood, and then use the Beamon giant beast with extremely strong anti-venom as an experiment.

After four or five days of tossing around, Old Du Fu, who has been a senior magician for many years, finally advanced to the level of a magician. Although he vomited and diarrhea for several days, if it hadn't been for the action of Master Downey, grass would grow on his grave now, but I have to say that it really made him succeed in advancing, but the risk was too great.

And the object of the old Du Fu's first shot was Dijia.

Perhaps in a one-on-one situation, the old Duff is not Tijia's opponent at all, but it is a pity that there are handsome old man, old housekeeper, and Rooney who make shots at the same time.

In less than a blink of an eye, Dijia, the magister of the holy light department, suffered four types of instant magic, and his whole body turned into a cloud of blood mist. People are integrated with the yellow sand land.

It's not that Dijia is too weak, or that he thinks highly of himself.

Just because the distance was too close, just because he thought the Bloodhoof tribe was bluffing, just because he yelled the word Sons of Chaos.

Allen looked at the stunned Hachas and said, "Don't waste Master Blind Dragon's time, and don't test my patience."

As soon as the words were finished, the different space necklace hanging on Samson's finger swayed a piece of elemental magic power, 25 steel golems stood in a row, and the eight assembled siege vehicles lined up one by one.

The little old man Fan Di stood on Creos' shoulder and shouted with a ferocious face: "Adjust the coordinates, aim at the Fort of Holy Light, and prepare for an indiscriminate attack. There are all priests of the Holy See."

A group of giants began to reload the siege truck with grinning faces.

De Niro and his Titan Air Regiment also began to take off, carrying animal skin packages containing Molotov cocktails in their hands.

Behind Allen, a hundred warriors wearing dragon scale full body armor and holding heavy weapons, led by Babylon the Great and Cologne, formed a charge formation.

"After half an hour, no one came from the holy mountain, or the people who came couldn't lift the restriction on Master Blind Dragon, so I demolished the Fort of Holy Light and slaughtered all the members of the Holy See." After Allen finished speaking, he took Dina The seven-meter dragon spear that was handed over sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Conslet, Old Lacey, Rooney, and Old Duff used their magic to float above Alan's head, raised their wands and remained silent.

Shocked, Lompard quickly jumped on his horse and ordered all the soldiers of the Wind of the Wild Hunt to retreat.

Claire, who was standing under the castle of Holy Light, smacked his mouth and said to himself: "This stupid... child, you are so powerful now, you really have grown up."

A guard beside him said with bright eyes: "As the soldiers point at you, gods and ghosts retreat. My lord, Second Young Master, he is worthy of your bloodline."

"Hahahahahaha, nonsense, my son must have at least half of my style back then"

Guard:

"However, why is this child so impulsive now? The only magister in the Holy See who sits in Shengguang is Diga. He killed him just because he disagreed with him. It is too bold and reckless to consider the consequences." Grand Duke Claire Touching his chin, he ordered to the guard beside him: "Go, tell the flanks to retreat. If the Holy See comes and conflicts with Allen, then black hands will kill the Holy See."

The guard hesitated to speak, but at a glance, he knew that he was Claire's confidant, and hesitantly said, "My lord, is this not very good?"

"What's wrong with it? Damn it, all the people on the battlefield are soldiers. It doesn't matter if a few big men die. As long as the old bastard the Great Pope doesn't die, he will fight like an orc. I'm afraid of a bird."

The guard nodded and ran to the flank of the second frontier.

At this time, Hachas was standing in front of Allen, neither leaving nor staying.

However, Lompard saw that the Bloodhoof tribe was only targeting the people of the Holy See, so he knew that there was no way to worry. Instead, he stood beside Hathaway and kept observing the Bloodhoof warriors.

After observing for a while, Lompard sighed, and finally knew why the Bloodhoof Tribe has achieved such an impressive record since its debut.

After forming a charge formation, all the warriors of the Bloodhoof tribe stood in place like stone statues. Everyone was silent and showed contempt on their faces, as if not a few tens of thousands of troops were in the distance, but chickens and grass dogs.

25 steel golems were lined up in two rows, and the soldiers driving the golems had bloodthirsty eyes in their eyes.

The restless beasts also lay obediently on the ground, and four magicians floated in the air holding wands.

The aviation group led by De Niro soared around the periphery, and the beast spirits also wandered on the flanks.

Except for a big fat man writing and drawing on the ground, no one spoke, they were all waiting patiently, waiting for Allen to order.

Order a retreat, or order the massacre of all Holy See clergy.

"It doesn't move like a mountain, but invades like a fire." Lompard murmured.

Hathaway nodded in agreement and said: "Compared to the two, our warriors of the Wild Hunt are slightly inferior."

Lompard shook his head and smiled wryly, slightly inferior?It's more than just a glance.

The soldiers of the Wind of the Wild Hunt behind them can be regarded as the masters of a hundred battles, but when compared with the Bloodhoof tribe, they will be judged.

It's not a level of good or bad at all.

(End of this chapter)